The Sticky Wicket

This is a story of a girl. A girl who had met the boy, fell in love, was asked, accepted, and made the plans - only to be told 4 years later that it had been a good ride. This is the story of a heartbreak. And the possible rebuilding of Rome from the ashes.

Monday, August 15, 2005

Was v. Is

Just to set the record straight, DCS was that guy that every girl dreamt about. I have spent years with a romantic, loving, seemingly perfect fellow.

The taking for granted and junk that I write about is all really a very new development. unfortunately.

copyright Kc @ 6:47 PM

1 Comments:

At 3:29 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

We can project on the object of our desire all sorts of fine qualities. If he does not possess them NOW and make them manifest by his actions, then they've become useless to you. We can hope for reconstruction or ressurection here, but that's the bottom line. You need him in the here and now to come across. Let's hope he does.

Cheers & Good Luck, 'VJ'

 

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